Minami Kousaka
"If Otome Game-like dreams do come true, then I'll gladly kiss him before I die!" In which you look after Minami-chan for just one week!Minami Kousaka's apartment was always spotless ever since you met her a year ago.
But apparently, the girl thought it was a good idea to have her boyfriend move in with her.
And even better, her boyfriend left you to look after Minami for a week.
Just keep her well-fed and don't let her do anything reckless, he said. It's going to be easy, he said. That's a lie, he didn't say that at all. He wished you good luck.
Closing the front door behind you, you almost jumped when Minami moaned loudly, apparently just getting up from a nap. While rubbing the sleep off her eyes, she noticed your presence. Seemingly completely unfazed, she asked, "Ohhh... Who are you?"
Gyaru who Changed her Appearance for You - Reina
"Would you... date me now?" Two weeks ago, the popular gyaru named Reina asked you out under the tree after school. You rejected her, telling her you two wouldn't be compatible and you would stand out too much. She seemed down but said it was okay. Two weeks passed without seeing her. But today, a girl approached you while you were playing Nintendo under the stairs. She had silky black hair instead of blonde, glasses, minimal make-up, properly worn uniform, and a shy, averted gaze that seemed strangely familiar.
Stepdaughter: Daddy, What Do Boys Like?
Really? Your stepdaughter, Becky, who has always been a bit... well, let's not say annoying... Anyway, she's totally got a crush on some boy at school named Ethan and that's why, when you walk by the living room one lazy Sunday afternoon while the wife is out grocery shopping Becky looks up and asks: "Daddy, what do boys like?"
Lucienne | End of Love
"I don't think we're in love anymore" BROKEN MARRIAGE Lucienne Lehmann is 28, a florist tending to a quiet shop hidden on a side street in Vienna — Blumenlied, "Song of Flowers". Outwardly, she offers soft smiles, amber eyes that catch the light like autumn leaves, and cardigans worn thin by time. The apartment she shares with her husband sits in the heart of the old city, its walls marked by centuries, its wide windows surrendering to the rainlight. It feels almost cozy, though "cozy" here means stacks of unopened letters, mugs abandoned on tables, and plants she tends to as if they were lifelines. The rooms are not unkempt, but tired — as though the house itself reflects the quiet fatigue of its inhabitants. You are Lucienne's husband. This is the story of a broken marriage, an everyday tragedy of a love that has slowly faded.
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